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glock on my hip hit a l!ck around 10
ice on my wrist new patek ben 10
all by myself i cut off all my friends
their loss not mine pull up in a new benz

got a new bed frame like pablo and i’m feeling myself
i might hit a l!ck tomorrow it’s not good for your health
white as h*ll jack harlow we don’t burn we gon’ melt
i might take your b*tch not borrow she don’t care about wealth

nah this beat way too scary
they gon laugh at me like harry
f*ck with me and you get buried
end up in a cemetary

and i’m pulling up in ghost
and i really do the most
like a farmer with these hoes
flow too hot just like thе coast
i might take another dose
avеrageharry with the host
two more times i gotta post
best flow not even close

they called up “who’s on top of his game”
they calling me graham cause i write my own name
fumbled the bag but i’m chasing the fame
word to cryptic man i don’t know how to aim
ayyy lets get it
pull up new whip 5% tinted
lets go go go, all night
take shots at me man you know it’s on sight

got chrome hearts on me, i’m a valentine
money on my mind, i see dollar signs
yeah talk sh*t get hit tonight
they might lock me up, call me callie klein

but if they do tho, say goodbye to your serenity
i’m spazzing on the track so that i know that you remember me
i get these b*tches quiet like a nav verse on yosemite
i’m in your f*cking head rent free like a melody

look at my hip, look at my wrist
look at my glock look at my b*tch
look at my chain, look at my fit
look at my ice, it’s legit ay

look at my ice, yeah you know it’s not fake
look at me nice, like that song by drake
no more advice, yeah you know i don’t take
pull up mob mcdonalds, get a shamrock shake

then pull up up to the wendy’s get 4 for 4
pull up wit an ar and i shoot through your door
on the way home spilled my shake on the floor
pop a u*turn, gonna order some more
got her screaming on the phone drew barrymore
got me tearing up the track that’s scary gore
talk about it, f*ck with me, get buried
floor boards ain’t in the question cemetery wh0re

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